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2002-09-11

The morning of 9/11/02 I was home taking care of my twin boys. I had just changed the channel from Fox Five morning news to watch the Disney Channel when my mother calls me to inform me that the Towers were being attacked I thought she was either drunk or telling a bad joke. I quickly changed the channel, my whole world sank. I hung up and called my fiance, he works for the NYPD, I knew he was home but I just wanted to hear his voice. I woke up his entire family and his mother said I'll relay the message. So I did not hear from him for a few hours. I knew my brother university was in Brooklyn but I could have sworn he was in Manhattan. I could not reach him or anyone else, I cried for hour waiting to hear from my brother. He walked home, it took him six hours but he was safe. My fiance came to my apartment and said we have to continue living. I said I couldn't. He forced me out of the house and took me to the park so that the boys could play and get some fresh air. I never realized the city line from the park until that day. He pointed to smoke and asked me if I knew what that was I said no He said that's where the twins were. I cried a riverworth of tears. We came back to my apartment and he told me that he had to go to work I begged him to stay I hide his clothes. He then said to me that he had to get as many parents back with their children. I held on to him as long as I could and then let him go. I didn't hear from him for hours. He then had to work twelve hour tours for weeks. I missed him I rarely saw him but i kept in the back of my mind that many women would never see their loves ever again. I made him leave his undershirts so that I could cover the pillows with them. As silly as that sounds I felt comforted. I felt as though he was with me. I started to let the boys sleep in my bed something I haven't done since they were three months. I slept with the TV on and completely dressed including shoes. I lost 30 pounds from not eating well. I never went outI was totally shell shocked. I was waiting for god only knows what. I prayed out loud hoping that my prayers would be heard and so far they have.
Since then I started to work outside the home but oly took the job because it was near my home. I have only set foot in Manhattan once and that was only because I was with my fiance. I will never go to "visit" WTC site because I feel that it should be respected not gawked at by me. I understand that many others need to do so but I don't. I pray for all those lost and those who survived. Will my fears ever end yes but I know I will always remember September Eleven Two Thousand and One. I will Light my candles say my prayers and always remember.